I wonder, had this been a relay and not a reboot, if he'd been around to meet you, how he would have felt about this quirky situation of ours?
Tag: Ethical Nonmonogamy | Polyamory
Another Post-Grue Post: Part 1 – Addressing the needs of each relationship
I'm a fan of using precise language to break down concepts in my own head. For example, differentiating between "my night" and "the night he spends with me" in relation to my partner and how he divides his time among his partners. Key word: His time. Does it mean the same thing if I'm trying… Continue reading Another Post-Grue Post: Part 1 – Addressing the needs of each relationship
The Frustration with French Fries
The most painful part of my monthly waxing isn't the part where she's ripping the hair out my most sensitive places. It's having to maintain a conversation with her for the two hours I spend on her table. Yes, two hours. She's meticulous. She's "tweezers to the ass crack" meticulous. This is why I put… Continue reading The Frustration with French Fries
Sometimes you can’t even judge a book by its table of contents
Earlier this morning I received a message on Facebook from my childhood best friend. She'd had some life changes and, despite our not being all that close for the past 20 years, she wanted to share the news with me. She goes on to tell me that she's polyamorous, dating one of our mutual high… Continue reading Sometimes you can’t even judge a book by its table of contents
Don’t you get jealous?
Usually when I tell people that my relationship is unconventional, they have one of two reactions: Â curiosity or concern. Â Nobody has really shunned me for it. Â Some people have surprised me and shared that I'm not the first person they've met who's been involved in a poly-type relationship. By and large, the most frequent question… Continue reading Don’t you get jealous?
Sex-Specters, Orgasm Demons, and Jizz Sheets: An Evolution of my perceptions of other people’s sex lives and *my* space
I was in a love-full and sex-less marriage. I don't remember the last time I had sex with my husband before he died, but I'd estimated it'd been at least three years, if not longer. When I started dating again...well, the first guy was poly and his partner wasn't comfortable with him having sex… Continue reading Sex-Specters, Orgasm Demons, and Jizz Sheets: An Evolution of my perceptions of other people’s sex lives and *my* space
Irreplaceable
I had a dream last night. It involved time travel. There was one of him and he was going through time collecting all of me at different ages and in different timelines. It was like a poly dream where he was still my only one, but he had several of me and he loved them… Continue reading Irreplaceable
Mysterious Mikey
He'd known he wasn't wired like his friends halfway through freshman year in college. It was three days after his midterms while they were blowing off steam when he admitted having had a threesome during a drunken game of "never have I ever" to his buddies. "DAAAMNN MIKEEEYYY!" The chorus of hollers and high fives… Continue reading Mysterious Mikey
Time and the Diamond Trade
When talking about polystuff, I've often heard (or read) that "time is finite; love is not." When someone has multiple partners, the amount of time they can spend with any particular one is going to have limitations, because there is time they want and should spend with another one. However, time is not a useful… Continue reading Time and the Diamond Trade
Of Sharts and Friends
I've had a delightfully polyfocused weekend. Thursday, my friend and metamour Elre came over. We cooked dinner together (or, rather, I cored, peeled, and sliced the apple and ey did everything else, including searing the pork chop and prepping and roasting the butternut squash). Then we watched the premiere of Dancing With the Stars (and… Continue reading Of Sharts and Friends
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